Her Forbidden Alpha

　　“Elijah… I know you're concerned for her but you can’t help her right now. You’re unmated.” Jackson said his anger dissipating, placing his hands on his sons’ shoulders, wondering when he had grown so much. Recently despite their differences he had grown as a man.

　　Blue eyes met blue but Elijah didn’t have the will to fight anymore.

　　“I love her dad, she needs me.” He said quietly. Jessica’s eyes widened in surprise, as Amelia hid a small smile, for once proud of the young Alpha. Jackson was the last to understand, sighing he looked at him sympathetically.

　　“And I am happy to hear that son... but you can’t go, your wolf…” He trailed off, realisation hitting. Elijah didn’t mean brotherly love… He meant…

　　“Let him go, Jackson. Scarlett does need him.” Amelia said firmly. Jackson turned to her shocked that she wasn’t even moved by this. Elijah ran up the stairs, he didn’t care about the consequences, not right now…

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　　Scarlett writhed in the bath, her nails dug into her arms as she rocked herself, throbbing pain shooting through her body. Tears stung her eyes, she didn’t know what hurt more, the pain from the heat or the pain in her heart. Maybe death would take it all away? The thought slithered into her mind like a poisonous whisper, what did she have to live for?

　　No one needed her and she needed no one… but the thought only stayed for a moment as she frowned. Even if she didn’t need anyone, there was an entire pack who needed their Alpha and she had Zidane to deal with. She would deal with him just the way she dealt with Hank.

bedroom door shut. Her heart hammered when a smell that she had started to recognise as home enter the bathroom. She didn’t turn to him, her entire body tense. Her wolf wanted

pink water, the smell of her blood tainting her tempting scent in the air.

　“Stay away…” She said, looking away from him. He dropped to his knees by the tub, his

If I hold you… you will feel

is already trying to take control, just leave me

bedroom. Scarlett closed her eyes, trying to fight the tears. Yes, she wanted to be left alone but it still hurt seeing his back retreat. She heard him moving around in

back by her side in an instant, stroking her hair and she hated the fact his touch soothed her, sending pleasurable sparks through her. It didn’t repulse her like Hanks’s touch. Just the thought of what he had been about to do made her sick. She pulled away from Elijah’s touch, noticing he was only wearing some boxers. Her gaze ran over him involuntarily, taking in every ridge and ripple of his god-like body, her core throbbed wanting him. The image of

　　Elijah stood up and got into the large tub. “What are you

arms. She wanted to fight but the moment his arms wrapped around her she felt a soothing tingle go through her, everywhere his skin touched hers. “Lose the shirt.” He said softly, feeling himself throb although he was trying his best not to focus on her breasts that looked so tempting

　“No.” She said. This was all too much; the

gently unbutton it. Taking it off he tossed it to the floor before wrapping his arms around her tightly, stroking her back. He kissed her neck once, sending cooling tingles through her and she

　　She sighed softly as he kissed her there repeatedly, soothing, and relaxing. It felt beyond good, although her body wanted more, she wasn’t going to give in to